Silent Night

Silent Night


Love took me by the hand
Love took me by surprise
Love led me to you
Love opened up my eyes
...nothing has been as beautiful
As when I saw heaven\'s skies
In your eyes
In your eyes

Song Title: Drop In The Ocean
Written by:Michelle Branch


\"Do you really think so?\" a small voice said looking at the ceiling.
\"Maybe.\" replied another small voice softly.
Big blue eyes glanced at equally large blue eyes. The second voice turned over and held the small girl. She sighed and buried herself in him.
\"Ranka,\" she began, \"I\'m scared. Where\'s mama? And papa? Where are they?\"
The second voice, Ranka, whispered soft nothings into her ear. He loved her and hated to see her cry or be sad. He liked to hear her laugh and see her smile in the moonlight. His love for her was different from any other kind of love. Like lovers, he cherished her. The more he was with her, the more he loved her. More often, though, he thought like a human...
`How is it that I can love her,` he thought confused, `She my sister! My twin even more!`
But he always remembered again, that he was not human, and did not have the simple human confinements that they had. He was vampire. The son of the King and Queen of all the Vampyres.
`And my sister is their daughter...`
He stroked her hair tenderly, and kissed her forehead.
\"Don\'t worry, Rissy. Mama and Papa will be here soon. Just you wait!\" he said to cheer her up.
And she did.
Her eyes lit up, and she beamed her smile.
\"Hmm... okay, Ranka! I\'ll be happy just for you!\" she chirped kindly.
He caressed her face and titled her chin upwards. They gazed at each other only for a moment, then, without a word, they leaned into one another, and placed a fierce, passionate kiss upon each other\'s lips. They closed their eyes, and held one another close, inseparable.
`I\'m so happy. Our lives are perfect as rain.`
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The night was cold. The sky was clear. The two children slept, wrapped in the other\'s arms. The moons of the Isle of Mantra hovered overhead. Two shadows looked on at this, smiling.
\"Look at them. Look at how happy our children are.\" the tall, handsome silhouetted figure said.
\"I see. I know their happiness, for it is ours.\" the smaller figure whispered. A soft sigh escaped the shorter one\'s lips. They looked on at the sight with unknown wisdom.
\"You are right, my Jezereel.\" the tall figure said.
Jezereel curtly smiles and says, \"Of course I am. I\'m always right.\"
She flicked her hair behind her, and pursed her lips.
\"If I wasn\'t I wouldn\'t be Queen!\" she playfully exclaimed, as the tall figure gave a mischievously wicked smiled.
His fangs slipped from his lips, and he leaned down to nibble on her ear.
The girl moaned, \"Ohh! Myotismon, you wild tiger!\"
Myotismon playfully picked her up in his arms, and carried her off to their bedroom. Their two already aroused bodies bounced lightly on the bed. His body was atop hers, so it was easy for him to gently slide off the thin straps of her bikini top.
\"He he he he he he he he he.\" he chuckled.
\"Henti...\" she moaned into his lips.
He broke their passionately frantic kissing, to say, \"Maybe...\"
She laughed childly and smiled.
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The next morning, Riska and Ranka went to the training room for their regular morning training. Down the hall they saw their kitten guardians. Lunar Lanti, Dancing Mystikc, Isis, Odin, and Leo mewed them closer.
\"Good morning, Mistress. Good morning, Master. We\'ve been waiting for you! Your parents came back a little late last night, and are still sleeping. We asked them when they came back, if we could take you exploring today. They said \'yes\' only if we bring you back before they wake up.\" Dancing Mystikc stated excitedly.
\"We must leave immediately else we won\'t get any time to explore!\" Lunar Lanti said.
The two twins (Ranka and Riska) leapt for joy. They loved to go exploring, even if it was in the castle itself. Although, that may sound very boring and unadventurous, in designing Castle Majiin, Myotismon and Jezereel both made sure there were many secret tunnels, caves, and hiding places for their enjoyment and their children\'s. Overall there was always something new and interesting to be found on the wondrous Isle of Mantra.
\"So... no training todayh?\"h?\" Riska asked impatiently.
\"No training today, at all!\" the three smallest kittens (Isis, Odin, and Leo) said.
\"But why? Is today a special day?\" Ranka questioned curiously.
The five guardians looked shocked. They glanced at one another with surprise in their eyes.
\"What...?\" started Riska.
\"Was it something we said?\" Ranka mused.
\"Something you said??? Something you said?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?\" Leo began becoming enraged. \"Don\'t you know what today is????\"
The twins shook their heads \"no\", and continued to look completely oblivious. At that, the five kittens yelled at the top of their lungs...
\"IT\'S CHRISTMAS EVE!!!!!!!!!\"
\"WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!\" yelled Ranka and Riska back at them.
\"ARE YOU SERIOUS???\" Riska yelled.
\"I HAVEN\'T EVEN BOUGHT A PRESENT FOR EVERYONE, YET!!!!!!\" Ranka boomed.
\"HOW DID CHRISTMAS SNEAK UP ON US????\"
The twins felt flabbergasted. They sunk to the floor mewing soft cries. Tears filled their sapphire eyes and fell quietly to the floor. Immediately, the five kittens felt ashamed for making their Mistress and Master cry. They nuzzled their Mistress\' and Master\'s cheek.
\"We\'re sorry, Mistress, Master. We didn\'t mean it. We couldn\'t believe that you had forgotten.\" Isis mewed.
\"Yes! Yes! That\'s all!\" Odin said. \"Don\'t cry, Masters!\"
The eldest of the smallest kittens nudged Odin in the butt.
\"That\'s \'Mistress and Master\' not \'Masters\'! That would be like calling the Mistress a boy! Heh... in fact, IT IS!\" she said.
Leo, the hothead, glared at him menacingly. Odin cringed and whimpered. Riska shouted through her tears.
\"No! Leo! Don\'t get angry at your brother instead of us! We\'re the ones to blame!\"
Leo backed off of Odin, and said, \"Oh, but Mistress I\'m not angry at you! I was just...\"
She began her sentence, only to be cut off by her mother, Cy.
\"What\'s going on around here? Why is there so much noise in here while the Lord and Lady are trying to sleep?!?\"
Tag\'s eyes fell on Leo, Isis, and Odin, his children.
\"Yes... what is going on?\"
He eyed the Lady and Lord\'s children, and cast an even icier gaze on his children.
\"Oh, Tag! Don\'t you get angroo! oo! Nothing happened! Honest! Leo and the others were just reminding us that today\'s Christmas Eve! That\'s all!\" Riska said wiping her tears from her eyes.
Cy and Tag picked their children up by the ears and tails, nodded a bow, and left beckoning the other kittens to follow. Riska and Ranka calmed down, and sighed their relief.
\"I\'m sure glad Leo\'s mom came for her and her brother and sister. I thought we were gonna have it good, this time!\" Riska said.
Ranka didn\'t answer.
He continued to look in the opposite direction of her. Riska turned to look at him. His eyes looked pensive and out of reach. She waved her hand in front of his face in some attemp wak wake him up from his distant reverie. He snapped out of it and looked at her as if nothing had happened.
\"What? Did you say something, Rissy? Sorry... I must have been daydreaming.\"
And without another word, he got up and walked away. He didn\'t even ask if she wanted to come, where he was going, or what she had said. He seemed to be in a waking dream, in phase with reality, but apart from everyone else.
She watched him leave, and wondered where her brother went to. Knowing that he didn\'t want to be followed, Riska got up and headed for their guardians chambers knowing that if he went looking for her, he would go there first.
Ranka, still walking away from Riska, quietly thought to himself.
\'It\'s Christmas Eve, and my present for you is almost complete.\'
His footsteps sounded the hallway as he softly, slowly walked.
\'Though your gift will be a little early, if all goes right...\'
He smiled to himself praying for success.
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Half the day had gone before Ranka went looking for his beloved sister. As he passed by some of the doors, he heard music.

\"Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to...\"

As he followed the mournful music, he found his sister.
\"Riska!\" he said in a hushed voice.
\'Why would she be listening to such a song? Is she thinking of leaving us? Of leavin?!?!?!?!?!?!\' he thought of this in panic.
He had to do something quickly. Ranka whispered a spell Papa had use once on Mama.
\"Ra tashi toei la kanee!\"
A floris of Blue and Silver Water Lilies appeared. He sneaked into the room, and placed the bouquet of flowers on her head. Riska gasped and whirled around stunned.
\"Ranka!!!\" she gleed.
She threw her arms around him and nuzzled his face. Ranka sighed his relief. He wrapped his arms around her small waist.
\"Ranka, I thought you were mad at me, and because of that I stayed in here all day.\" Riska exclaimed almost bursting into tears.
Ranka was shocked.
\"Oh, Rissy! I wasn\'t mad at you! I just needed some time alone for a little while. I\'m sorry I made you sad!\" Ranka said into her hair.
They just stayed like that for a moment. Ranka backed away from Riska and pulled at her hand.
\"Come with me, Rissy. I want to show you something.\" Ranka said softly.
Riska looked a skeptical, but she let him lead her. Ranka took her down the hall, into the left corridor, through one of the secret passageways, and finally...
\"The Garden?\" Riska asked curiously.
Ranka smiled at her happily.
\"Yes, the Garden. Earlier today, when Leo and the others told me it was Christmas Eve, I was shocked that it had come so soon. All through this year, I have been making a very special present for you. Actually quite a few. Ha ha. I guess you will get 3 of them tonight, on Christmas Eve.\"
Ranka led a very surprised Riska into the very heart of their beautiful garden.
\"I know you love flowers. Roses, Lilies, and Casablancas the most.\"
Ranka stopped and pulled her down to sit with him. She looked into his eyes, and smiled.
\'I could melt under that beautiful smile...\' he thought silently.
\"So I decided that I\'d make you an everlasting bouquet of your favorite flowers!\" Ranka finished.
Two of the seven moons of the Isle of Mantra aligned. Suddenly, the so-called dead vines and roots of that portion of their garden bloomed! Red, Silver, Blue, Violet, and Yellow Roses sprung up from their vines. Water Lilies arouse from the lakes in front of them. Casablanca\'s star-dust filled the air with sparkles.
\"Wow! Ohh! Look at that! Isn\'t it pretty?!?\" Riska asked in excited squeals.
\"Yeah! That is beautiful! Do you like your first gift?\" Ranka questioned fearfully.
Riska beamed.
\"Do I like it?\" Riska exclaimed.
She thought about it for a moment.
\"No... I don\'t like it. I love it!!!\" She said happily.
She giggled and hugged Ranka, slipping in a kiss on the lips. He sighed relieved. He had thought she wouldn\'t have liked... or really he say loved it. Obviously she had.
\"Rissy, I\'m glad you love your first gift, but remember... you still have two more gifts left. But those you\'ll get later tonight. If you want, we can stay here until it\'s time to eat, or we could go back inside and play.\" Ranka said softly.
She thought for a moment.
\"Hmmm... I don\'t want to lose the moment. Let\'s stay here, okay? I want to be held like Papa holds Mama in bed. I want it like that.\" she said blushing a little.
Ranka smiled. He didn\'t need to answer. All he had to do was hold her in his arms, and kiss her hair. She sighed and closed her bright blue eyes. He watched her with the same intensity a hawk does as it watches its prey. Just with a lot of love. Riska\'s body molded into his. Time seemed to stand still for those few hours. A calm, peaceful silence hovered over them and then entire island.
\'Peaceful bliss.\' Riska and Ranka thought together.
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Two voices blended together as the words to their song was weaved. Myotismon sat at his piano and Jezereel swayed at her violin. Their instruments and voices molded into one complex melody that was tossed and turned by the wind from all the open windows in the room.

\"Sounds
In the darkness
They
Cry to me
I
Know their it\'s impossible
To do
Anything to help them
When I
Can\'t even
Help
Myself...\"

Jezereel\'s solo violin broke their melody. It reached highs and lows no other instrument or musician, whether human or otherwise, had ever even dreamed of reaching. The violin reached a G sharp in F major, sliding down to a G flat in C major. And then, the piano, violin, and two voices channeled together again.

\"But
Now that I\'ve found you
I
Know what to do
And
I have a dream
To
Always protect you
From
The forces of
Evil
And pain.\"

The piano and violin took over and sounded through the whole castle. The song ended with a high A sharp on both instruments.
Jezereel opened her eyes.
\"My love...\" she whispered as she put down her violin and bow.
Myotismon still had his eyes closed, fingers still placed upon it\'s last keys. Jezereel walked over to him and leaned into his chest. Her lips called to his and captured them passionately. Myotismon laced his fingers in her long hair. He pressed her soft body against his. Jezereel moaned as Myotismon began to nibble on her neck.
\"Love...\" he muttered into her delicate skin. \"Do you love me?\"
\"I do.\"
She smiled up to the moon.
\"Then that\'s all the present I want for Christmas. You, on other hand...\"
He swept her off her feet and held her body in his arms.
\"...need to be pampered and spoiled beyond belief!\"
He kissed her seductively.
\"Oh, do I?\" she said playfully.
\"Yes, you do. And I\'m just the one to do it!\"
Myotismon carried her into their bedroom, and placed her down upon their bed. The silk pillows under Jezereel\'s head made her look like it was spilled from a gushing golden-waterfall. Her blue eyes sparkled with heated passion. Myotismon descended upon her. He ran his fingers along her shoulders and hair.
\"Beautiful...\" he whispered.
She smirked at some hidden humor.
\"What?\" he asked indignified.
She giggled softly and said, \"Tell me. What did you call me when we met again on Earth?\"
He thought for a moment, then grinned childishly.
\"My beautiful blond, blue eyed, shaped-like-sin angel goddess.\" he laughed.
She too laughed hysterically. Myotismon rolled off of her and looked at the ceiling. Star systems and planetary alignments could be found somewhere on there.
\"I think I like it.\" she said softly, turning to Myotismon.
He took her in his arms and said, \"I think I do, too.\"
They both chuckled a little absent-mindedly.
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Riska and Ranka slowly walked hand in hand down the hall. Riska was as curious as ever to know what else the night had to give. Ranka was cheering himself and the Gods on for the unbelievable luck he was having. They passed by the kitchen. They had heard their parents voices singing a little earlier. Ranka had suspected Papa was going to make tonight special for Mama, too. Their dinner was waiting for them. They easily forgave their parents for not being there with them. Not to say they actually wanted any sort of company. As they dinned, Riska put on some music. The song \"I\'ll Go Wherever You Will Go\" by their Papa came on.

\"If I could
Then I would
I\'d go wherever you will go...\"

\"What a lovely song.\" Riska remarked.
\"Yeah. I agree.\" Ranka replied.
He thought for a moment.
\'Oh well. Why not?\' he thought silently.
\"Hey, Riska. Would you like to dance for a while after we eat?\"
She sweetly nodded, mischief shimmering in her eyes. They walked again down the hall to the Ball Room. There was always music playing in that room. The songs \'In My Dreams\', \'Hey Baby\', \'You Remind Me\', and \'I\'m Comin\' Up!\' played through the next few minutes as they danced. Slow songs also played leveling off the mood.
\"Come on, Riska. It\'s not late enough yet. Let\'s play a little while.\" Ranka said softly.
Riska pouted a little.
\"Do you really have more gifts for me, or are you just pullin\' my leg?\"
Ranka smiled mischievously and said, \"Yes, I really do have more gifts for you, Rissy.\"
His grin widened.
\"And I\'ll do the other thing later while I give you your gifts.\"
She colored deeply thinking about what he might do.
\"You wouldn\'t!\" she exclaimed playfully.
\"Oh, but I would.\"
As an after thought he said, \"Gladly.\"
She squealed as he tickled her sides. She ran away from him, only to be caught again by his lips and roaming hands.
\"Oh! Ranka!\" she moaned as he sucked on her soft neck, and touched her hips longing.
She moaned into his ear driving him crazy.
He picked her up in his arms and whispered into her ear, nibbling on it, \"I guess we can\'t wait, now can we?\"
She stifled a giggle softly.
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Myotismon threaded his fingers through her hair.
\"Jezereel...\" he muttered softly in her ear.
She sighed and said,\" Myotismon. I feel terrible! I-I didn\'t get you anything this year!\"
Her soft aoi eyes glistened with sheen. She was holding in her beautiful tears.
\"Oh! But you did get me a present. The best one in the world!\" Myotismon said licking her unshed tears away.
She looked at him perplexed.
\"I did???\" she said trying to understand how she could have done such a thing, when she knew she didn\'t.
Myotismon chuckled a little at her and said, \"Yes.... YOU!\"
He nuzzled noses with his koibito and kissed her lips softly. She giggled a little.
\"And now, for my early Christmas gift to you... a night of passion.\"
He slyly grinned at her, tangling his fingers in her soft blond hair.
\"Oooh! I just can\'t wait!\" she said seductively.
He grinned again. He leaned in to capture a sweet kiss. Myotismon moved his lips from hers, slowly moving down her neck to the base of her throat where his lips lingered for a moment. Her fingers curled into his hair, loving his touch. His fingers played across the skin of her shoulders, moving under the straps of her bikini top and gently sliding them off her shoulders.
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Ranka longing sucked on the hollow of Riska\'s neck, as walked to their room. She continued to moan, whether into his ear or not, it was driving him crazy.
\"Oh! Ranka! Aaahhh!\" Riska cooed into his hair.
He just snapped as they reached their bedroom. He placed her on the bed calmly, then, flashed her one of those \'I hope you\'re ready!\' smiles. She only bushed a little as he descended upon her lithe body.
\"As my second gift to you, I was hoping you would want to have a NTR with me. Papa told me about the one he and Mama had when they met the fourth time on Earth. Mama said something about it, too! I think they approve of this quite highly, but I\'d never force you to do something you don\'t want to do.\"
Ranka finally looked at her, red as a beat, but passion, hope, and love pounding at his heart and tearing in his eyes. He thought she\'d disagree, say he was crazy... something! But all she did, was pull him down to her body and nibbled kisses that chilled his very spine.
\"Oh! Riska! I take that as a yes!\" he said kissing her right shoulder with his fangs.
Their sharp fangs grazed about their necks, teasing the to her with little treats of bloodlust.

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Make me a witness
Take me out
Out of darkness
Out of doubt

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She drew his mouth back to hers, kissing him deeply as she moved her body against his. Myotismon slid the top further down her body slowly, desperate to eliminate the barriers between them. She ran her fingers along the skin of his shoulders as his mouth returned to the skin of her shoulders slowly proceeding downwards.
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Ranka reached out to caress Riska\'s cheek. His fingers were cool, his touch light, but his eyes were dark. So dark...
\"So pretty,\" he whispered, \"So sweet, so trusting---- what a girl you are, Rissy. I fear I could fall in love with you all over again and again.\"
Leaning closer, he brushed her lips with his own. She knew he was so snapped at him and got his lip. Her mouth closed over his impatiently. They both remembered something their Mama and Papa had talked about.
\'French kissing,\' Riska telepathically said to Ranka.
\'You wanna?\' he questioned back.
In the middle of their kiss, Ranka opened his mouth and probed her lip barrier. She was shocked to say least, to feel someone doing that to her startled but certainly, overjoyed her. She let him fight her lips a little more until she suddenly opened her mouth to have him ram his wet tongue in. He felt her tongue tease his so he gladly teased hers back.

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I won\'t weigh you down
With good intention
Won\'t make fire out of clay
Or other inventions

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He cupped her breast in his hand for a moment as he watched her face. Jezereel blushed as she closed her eyes and arched further into his hand. Myotismon slowly placed his mouth in the valley between her breasts, teasing her of what was to come. She laced her fingers into his thick hair as he moved his mouth very slowly towards her nipple. He traced her sensitive skin with his tongue before closing his mouth around the tender bud and suckling gently.
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He ran his fingers along her shoulders, down to her very finger tips. Their kiss remained an ever constant throughout the body roaming. He sucked on the tenderness of her neck while his hand slipped off her tank-top straps. His mouth followed his hands, roaming down the side of her neck. Ranka smelt her blood flowing swiftly through her veins. He wasn\'t hungry for blood but her blood, just like their Mama\'s, was intoxicating. One whiff, one taste, one touch of it could drive a sane vampyre insane, and any insane one to lunatics! He needed her blood, and he needed it now. He sank his teeth into her shoulder, suckling as soon as her crimson blood hit his sharp whit fangs.
She moaned and cried out.
\"Gods! Ranka!\"

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Will we burn in heaven
Like we do down here
Will the change come
While we\'re waiting
Everyone is waiting

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\"Myotismon,\" she breathed his name as a plea for more.
She moved her fingers down his back, arching her body in response to his touch. She moaned low in her throat as he moved his attentions from one breast to the other. Her breathing was uneven as she moved her fingers further down his back, moving them to the waistband on his pants and easing them over the material.
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He cherished that moment as his sister moaned her response. Her blood, an enchanting mixture of heat, cold, love, passion, and ice, was so pure. The fiery substance was the flavor of cherries, strawberries, and watermelon. He sucked and sucked. Riska continued to moan and massage his scalp with her fingers. His kiss was hard, but ever so passionate. She was being driven out of control just like her brother. When he finally broke loose of her shoulder (and tantalizing blood), he was a little light-headed. He looked up at her face and eyes, then back to the open wound he made on her shoulder.
\"Oh, Rissy, I\'m sorry I hurt you, didn\'t I?\" Ranka asked shamefully.
Riska opened her eyes and looked over at him. She smiled but didn\'t move her shoulder.
\"Ranka, you didn\'t hurt me. This is a wonderful night, full of surprises and passion. This night couldn\'t be any better than this!\"
She leaned down and kissed his lips, tasting her own blood on them. Ranka shyly smiled and lowered his lips back down to her shoulder. He opened his mouth, and licked away every bit of the blood flowing out. Ranka continued down her arm, breaking off at her elbows. He switched his attentions to her soft breasts. Riska was overwhelmed with sensations. She threw back her head in ecstasy. All night, they would worship each other with passion and love.

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And when we\'re done
Soul searching
As we carried the weight
And died for the cause

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Myotismon was smiling as he moved his lips back to hers, kissing her deeply passionately with restraint thrown to the wind. Her fingers moved to the clasp on his belt, undoing the fastening on his pants. He grinned as she parted the material and moved her hands inside.
\"You\'re playing with fire, ice fire.\"
\"Burn me,\" she whispered, kissing him again as she began pushing his pants from his hips.
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He retched his shirt and threw it off the bed. Riska began to discard her pants and completely let out her hair. Ranka came from behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist, kissing the side of for forehead. She turned, and wrapped her arms around him. They looked into other\'s eyes. Ranka leaned in and kissed her once more. Their fingers, once again, tangled into each other\'s hair. They fell back on the bed, Ranka on top of Riska, eyes closed. Their breathe was hard, but they were gladly looking forward to the pleasure they were sure to bestow upon each other.

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Is misery
Made beautiful
Right before our eyes
Will mercy be revealed
Or blind us where we stand

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He shed his pants while Jezereel placed kisses across his chest. He moved his fingers into her hair while she nibbled at his skin. He watched as she placed a kiss over his nipple. He closed his eyes as she nipped his skin, drawing her teeth across him before she covered the nipple with her mouth. He took in a breath before drawing her mouth to his, kissing her passionately.
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Ranka slowly began to remove his pants. Riska laid on her back, sighing. She glanced over at him, wondering if tonight\'s excursion of love-making would feel even more special than ever before. Ranka rolled over and saddled her. He was determined to find out Papa\'s secret. From since forever, his father had made love to his mother, and every time there was always something more, or new to discover. This has been going on since Myotismon and Jezereel were kids to this very day! Every time the experience has been more enjoyable and much more exciting. Ranka needed to know how he did it. He wanted to make love to his sister and let her feel something newer and better each time. He wanted even more so to express his love for her every time they made love. He looked down at her lovingly. Moving a little on her, he began to wedge himself into her.

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Will we burn in heaven
Like we do down here
Will the change come while we\'re waiting
Everyone is waiting

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\"Myotismon,\" she whispered as he moved between her legs slowly.
He kissed her deeply while moving his fingers between her legs, gently probing the folds of her body. She arched and took a deep breath as he eased his fingers inside her, finding her wet and waiting. He thrust his fingers inside her while he nibbled at her neck.
\"Oh Myotismon,\" Jezereel moaned as she clung to him, rocking her body against him. \"Myotismon, oh please, Myo.\"
He smiled softly as he removed his fingers and moved inside her slowly. She received him and gave in return. She took in a deep breath as he withdrew and thrust to the hilt again. She hung her legs over his hips as he cradled her bottom against him as he withdrew and thrust home again and again. He lowered his lips to hers, kissing her deeply as they moved together, moving deeper and faster with every stroke, driving them both to sensations they needed so badly.
\"Jezereel,\" Myotismon managed to moan as he moved within her, unable to believe that once again they were reaching their utopia.
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Riska looked up at him. She saw the love in his eyes, the passion that followed the love in his heart. Riska\'s own heart held him forever as it\'s only love. Slowly starting to move himself inside of her, holding her hands over her head.
Riska moaned a drunken sigh and whispered softly, \"Ranka, oh, Ranka.\"
He leaned down to her, and kissed her longingly. Ranka slowly began the rhythm. He rocked inside of her, thrusting himself in and out. The Hunger was calling to both of them, telling them that the time was now. Ranka banged himself harder and harder into her, never quite buckling. Ranka touched her hair with his cheek. She wrapped her legs around his waist. The force of his thrusts shook the bed every two or three thrusts. Their Hunger arouse within them again, pulling at their souls. Ranka\'s fangs slipped out from behind his lips again. Riska\'s fangs slipped out from their sleuths showing their pale white glow. Their bodies rocked against each other violently. Ranka brought his fangs down upon her soft neck. He sank his teeth down hard into her as he thrust to the hilt. Ranka also couldn\'t help herself, and sank her fangs down into his neck, as well. He bucked into her over again and over again wondering where he got this energy from.
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Jezereel ran her hands down his back, grazing him with her nails as he quickened the rhythm between them. She moaned deeply, her head thrown back in ecstasy as he drove within her, pushing them to the peak that they so desperately desired.
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They drank each other\'s essence until finally...
\"RISKA!!!\" Ranka moaned as he buckled inside of her.
They fell upon each other. Bloody, sweaty, and tired, they wrapped a blanket around themselves, and literally passed out immediately. Ranka smiled softly as he sighed.
\"Merry Christmas, Rissy. I love you with all my hearts.\"

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Will we burn in heaven
Like we do down here
Will the change come while we\'re waiting
Everyone is waiting

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*~owari~*

ps ~ FINALLY\'-\' ! \'-\' !